Ramona

I think about birthdays. It's happens as often as I'm getting older. And it isn't cute thoughts about parties and cakes. My last three or four birthdays were quiet and small, with two or three friends as guests. But little by little my friends list getting shorter and i don't care about it. I really don't think that birth is an important reason to have a party or get a billion nice words from people who doesn't care about you all over year. Social-big-lie. Uhmm. Nobody cares in fact. But this year I actually recognized new side of my denial - you, when you celebrates your birthday, what do you mean? What did you do as a personality in this day? Something important or something to be proud of? I'm quite sure you didn't. At the very outside it's your family day in my opinion and a party for your mother. Reach your own occasion to get congratulations!

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